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Chapter 612: The Sucking Sounds of Zhaobao
Chapter 612: The Sucking Sounds of Zhaobao
Lu Qi was taken aback when someone suddenly covered his mouth.
His tears were still welling up in his eyes, unsure whether to fall or not.
He stared blankly at the impatient Liang Emperor.
"Grandfather... you didn’t... pass away?"
The Liang Emperor replied coolly, "Can’t you wish for me to be well, boy?"
"But... but why did you seem to have no breath just now?"
Lu Qi asked, his voice choked with sobs.
Even he hadn’t noticed how childlike he looked at that moment.
He had never been so vulnerable before.
From a young age, his mother had taught him that he was superior to others and must not cry or fuss like ordinary children, as it would demean his status.
"That was the Turtle Breath Technique, which helps conserve energy."
At this point, the Liang Emperor gave a cold glare to the Miao King, who was lying on the ground, sighing heavily, "Unlike him, who’s always causing trouble even when he’s out of energy."
The Liang Emperor raised his rough, calloused hand to wipe away Lu Qi’s tears, "How old are you now, still crying? Do you think you’re Zhaozhao?"
Lu Qi felt a bit embarrassed, but when his grandfather’s rough touch wiped away his tears, a deep-seated sense of grievance welled up inside him.
The Liang Emperor sighed, "I know, I know, go ahead and cry, but keep it down. If you wake Zhaozhao, I’ll beat you."
Though he loved his grandson, his favorite was still Zhaobao.
"Grandfather."
Lu Yuan stepped forward.
The Liang Emperor looked at him deeply, "Is it only about your maternal grandfather?"
Lu Yuan: Are you being jealous?
Lu Yuan smiled, "What are you talking about? I just didn’t want to compete with this kid."
Did the Liang Emperor not know him better?
Never mind, there was no time to fuss over such things now.
"How did you get here?"
He asked.
Lu Yuan opened his bundle, "Eat something first, I’ll explain in a bit."
The Liang Emperor looked at the full tray of pastries and then at the sleeping child in his arms, "Give some to Zhaozhao."
"Plenty for everyone."
Lu Yuan handed a box of osmanthus cake to the Liang Emperor, "We’ll be out soon."
He then pointed to Lu Qi, who was secretly wiping away tears, "This kid risked his life to bring these back. Not eating them would be a waste of his filial piety."
The Liang Emperor looked at Lu Qi.
Lu Qi didn’t deny it.
He had indeed risked his life to bring them back, and he wasn’t about to refuse the credit.
Lu Yuan squatted down, playfully looking at the Miao King.
The Miao King, seeing an upside-down head, groaned, "This is really it... I’m really dying... I’m hallucinating..."
Lu Yuan stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth.
"I’m really dying... mmm, really sweet!"
The Miao King hungrily devoured the cake.
Lu Yuan then handed two water pouches to the two of them.
Next, he unceremoniously lifted the little one from the Liang Emperor’s arms.
Zhaobao, her head tilted to one side, drooled in her sleep.
"How can she sleep like this?"
Lu Yuan’s mouth twitched, and he pinched her little cheek, "She’s definitely lost weight."
He clicked his tongue and cruelly shook the little one awake.
Zhaobao, still half-asleep, was startled to see her deadbeat father and immediately went into a fury!
"I want Mommy!"
Lu Yuan winced.
He took out a jug of goat’s milk from his bundle, "Who do you want?"
Zhaobao, with righteous indignation, "Mommy!"
Lu Yuan shook the jug, "Say it again."
Zhaobao heard the sound of the milk sloshing and blinked, "Mommy."
Lu Yuan’s thumb moved, opening the stopper, "Last chance."
Zhaobao sucked on her little lips, her eyes darting around, and said without any backbone, "I’ll want Mommy later."
The little one clutched the milk jug, sitting in Lu Yuan’s arms, her little face serious as she drank with a sense of deep suffering.
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In the Kunning Palace.
Meng Qianqian fed the Empress another bowl of soothing soup.
Jiang Huifei sent a palace maid with ginseng for the Empress, saying it was to help her regain her strength.
The palace maid took the opportunity to give Meng Qianqian a note.
Meng Qianqian finished reading without showing any emotion and sternly said to the young palace maid, "Why hasn't Prince Fu come to attend to the Empress's illness?"
The young maid whispered, "This..."
Meng Qianqian coldly replied, "Prince Jin, despite his busy schedule overseeing the state affairs, still comes every day to visit. Prince Fu truly has a high opinion of himself, not even respecting the Empress!"
The young maid knelt down, saying, "Princess, please calm down!"
Meng Qianqian said indifferently, "Go back and tell Jiang Huifei that His Majesty is not yet dead. Does she and her son still have any respect for the Empress?"
"The servant will pass the message immediately!"
The young maid trembled as she left.
The attendants beside the Empress dared not make a sound, fearing that the tyrannical princess might vent her anger on them.
That night, Prince Fu arrived.
Meng Qianqian gave him a cold glance, not even wanting to speak to him.
"Nephew greets Aunt."
Prince Fu bowed to Meng Qianqian.
Meng Qianqian humphed.
Prince Fu explained, "Nephew hasn't been neglecting Mother Empress's illness. I have been searching for a divine doctor."
"Divine doctor?"
Meng Qianqian rolled her eyes.
Prince Fu bowed again. "Mother Empress is overly worried, and the Imperial Medical Bureau is at a loss. Nephew was deeply concerned and had people inquire in the countryside for any divine doctors or mystics. Heaven rewards those who are diligent, and I have found one. May I ask Aunt to summon Doctor Liao to examine Mother Empress?"
Meng Qianqian said coolly, "Very well, let him come in."
Doctor Liao, whom Prince Fu had brought, was led into the Kunning Palace by the attendants.
The Empress's bed curtains were drawn, and even her hands were hidden.
Doctor Liao knelt by the bed, and a palace maid tied a silk thread to the Empress's wrist.
Meng Qianqian subtly used her inner strength to strike a small eunuch's knee. The eunuch's legs gave way, and he knocked over the doctor's medicine box with a clatter.
Meng Qianqian impatiently scolded, "Be quiet! All of you, get out of my sight!"
The attendants trembled as they retreated outside the hall.
Doctor Liao's expression relaxed, and he resumed Cui Hu's voice. "Madam, there's been movement at the General's Residence. They sent two groups of people; one group infiltrated the Cold Palace, and the other headed to the eastern part of the city."
Meng Qianqian pondered, "The group that infiltrated the Cold Palace must be assassins. They plan to assassinate His Majesty through a secret passage."
Prince Fu said, "The eastern direction, could that be the entrance?"
Meng Qianqian replied, "It's highly likely."
Prince Fu asked, "Could it be a decoy?"
Meng Qianqian paused, then shook her head. "It doesn't seem so."
Prince Fu was puzzled. "Why not?"
Meng Qianqian said, "Intuition. When a person dares to take a step forward, it means they have the strength to take three steps. Hu Lie's bold decision indicates that he believes he can bear the consequences of releasing His Majesty."
Prince Fu furrowed his brow. "You mean—"
Meng Qianqian gazed intently. "He has a private army that can match the Black Armor Army."
Prince Fu's face changed slightly.
Meng Qianqian continued, "Ever since we returned to the capital, we've caught them off guard several times, leaving them in a deep passive state. This time, Hu Lie might want to regain the initiative. By the way, what else did he say?"
She asked Cui Hu.
Cui Hu replied, "I heard something about... a three-day period."
Meng Qianqian said seriously, "The entrance will open in three days!" (End of Chapter)
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